My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The moment the door closed, my tears stopped.

I calmly got up from the ground and put on my slippers. After that, I washed my face before taking out some ingredients from the refrigerator to make myself pasta to eat.

Crying took a lot of energy! I was already hungry as soon as Hendrix left.

From this point of view, it was not easy for actors to make money.

As I ate the pasta, I couldn't help but think about how Jordan would treat me as it affected my next step.

If I wasn't mistaken, after what happened today, in this well- matched battle, Jordan had already retreated. If he made a concession, that could be my chance to mess things up.

Now that I was 100% sure about Hendrix's feelings, all I had to do was do my best to assist him.

Hendrix would fight for his career while I would fight for his heart.

After confirming this fact, I was in a rare good mood. I kept eating until I finished all the pasta I

cooked.

When I went upstairs, I saw one of the doors left ajar. Judging from the layout, it should be the study. The computer that Jordan had used was placed on the desk.

the door and went straight into the bedroom, kicking

ago, I learned something. Jordan had set up everything in this house to make a fool

be quiet than to make any moves. I simply laid back on the bed and

was between dream and reality, I felt someone holding me from behind. I immediately woke

I saw Jordan's face. Right away, I stormed out of the bedroom and stomped

with me at

hand as he said impatiently,

me go! Let go of me!" I used all my strength to break free. I then turned around

ran out of the house, opening the door

the habit of removing his car key when he lived

also came out at

down and got into the car.

the engine, I turned

wheel flooring the acceleratore

avoiding Jordan's attempt

Jordan opened the door and sat in

Jordan lost his gentlemanly demeanor and roared, "I asked you to stop

wheel tightly, ignoring his existence as